Zhang Mochen put away his smile and turned around slowly, his eyes became cold, and he sneered: "Oh, people are easy to forget when they are old, and they actually ignore the deacon!"

"Don't pretend to be a master here, offend my Qian family, be careful to get up and sleep without a head. Qian Lang said fiercely.

During the time he came to the Towering Heaven Domain, Zhang Mochen also figured out some situations.

The scale of Ninghai City should be similar to that of Longbo City, and it is slightly stronger, it can be regarded as a big city in the Heavenly Domain, and the Qian family, the Shang family, and the Chamber of Commerce are like the four major forces, dividing the chassis of hundreds of kilometers around Ninghai City.

Under such circumstances, Qian Lang can still maintain such a cold attitude because he relies on his identity as the deacon of the Qian family in Ninghai City, but it is a pity that he is facing Zhang Mochen, a person who turned Longbo City upside down.

"Is it a master, you can just try it again, and the world is so wide that don't think that your Qian family is the boss, the turtle with a shrunken head can live for thousands or thousands of years, and a dog with a cocked tail dies quickly. ”

Zhang Mochen took one step at a time, and the appearance of the old dragon clock was difficult to match the domineering appearance just now.

was arrogant, and in front of the whole Qingshan Town, Qian Lang's teeth clucked, and his legs sank and then popped violently.

"Then let me see how capable you old dog really is!"

"Mountains and rivers palm!"

The rushing Qian Lang pulled the whistling wind, the green light on the right palm between the shaking of the robe, if you look closely, you can find that the vague magnificent mountains and rivers are concentrated in it, the mountain peaks are edgeless, the river is surging, the momentum is magnificent, and the pressure is compelling.

"Big brother actually practiced the palm of mountains and rivers!"

Qian Tao's face finally bloomed with a hint of joy, the mountain and river palm is one of the master's stunts, and this palm will definitely be able to flip the situation as soon as it comes out.

Shang Hu clenched his fists, how he wished that this rickety old man would be slapped to death with a palm, so that his dirty purpose could be achieved.

Looking at the air that was torn apart, a touch of loss and bitterness welled up in Qi Lao's eyes, and he knew that he was invincible with Qian Lang's palm.

"Hey, I'm really old!"

The autumn-like eyes were completely occupied by nervousness, Hua Qiao looked at the rickety figure who was still standing still, and her heart was raised in her throat, if Qian Lang reversed the situation, He Da would really be unable to escape death, but just when she was worried to the extreme, He Da gently touched her arm.

"Don't worry, seniors are sure!"

The strong wind blew on his face, and his already wrinkled face shook like a cloth, Zhang Mochen was slightly surprised, although restricted by Qian Lang's strength, the mountain and river palm failed to burst out with all its power, but this did not affect its strength.

"Xuan-level advanced technique, it's a bit interesting!"

Zhang Mochen sneered, his waist was half twisted, his right fist was clenched, and the green tendons of his arm hidden in the sleeve cage were bulging violently, just when Qian Tao's mountain and river palm was about to hit his chest, he hit an uppercut from the bottom.

The muffled sound of flesh colliding was accompanied by a scream, and in countless pairs of black pupils, the fierce Qian Lang flew upside down, spewing out a blood mist in the air and finally slammed into the ground, and the finger-wide cracks around the pit were densely packed.

The audience was as silent as death, Qian Tao and some others who had just lit up hope wilted again, and they found how ridiculous their fantasies were, more fragile than the bubbles in the sun, which would burst when a gust of wind passed.

Qi Lao and Hua Qiao glanced at each other and understood each other's shocks

stunned, of course, and glad, glad that this rickety old man is a friend rather than an enemy.

He Da's sturdy body was really frozen in place like a piece of iron, he never dared to dream that he could have a relationship with such a terrifying powerhouse, was it really a blessing from his previous life?

Shaking his arm, Zhang Mochen walked forward, his steps were very light and slow, but he tugged at everyone's hearts.

Picking up an embarrassed figure from the pit, Zhang Mochen smiled slightly, "Can the old man still enter the eyes of the young man?"

"Before, senior, spare your life, spare your life!"

The toes gradually left the ground, the gorgeous clothes were in tatters, the face was pale, the corners of his mouth were bloody, Qian Lang covered his neck and was extremely frightened, and the desire to survive made the previous cold arrogance disappear without a trace.

With a flick of his wrist and throwing Qian Lang to the Qian family's camp, Zhang Mochen rushed up the steps with a brisk step, facing Shang Hu with a frightened face.

His throat couldn't help shaking, and the cold sweat of the bean was instantly covered with fleshy face, Shang Hu wanted to kneel and beg for mercy, but his legs no longer obeyed.

"Senior, this matter has nothing to do with it, he has done his best!" Just as Shang Hu's last psychological defense line was about to collapse, He Da hurriedly ran over and pleaded.

"He, Brother He is right, I, I have tried my best to maneuver. A slit in his throat finally opened, and Shang Hu hurriedly covered it up.

Looking at He Da with a pleading face, Zhang Mochen sighed helplessly, then turned around and said, "Qian Tao, the old man can spare you from dying, but should you repay you?"

Qian Tao, who was scattered, crawled and knelt in the center of the field, and went to his mother's shit face when he was alive and dead.

"Senior, I said, I said!" Qian Tao kowtowed three times in a row, and then pointed directly at Shang Hu, "This is all Shang Hu's idea, he gave me three million gold, and borrowed my knife to kill He Da." ”

"Put your mother's shit, Qian Tao, don't bite mad dogs indiscriminately, He Da is a member of my clan, as a family steward, how can I do such a thing as a pig and a dog!"

Shang Hu was about to rush down with an iron rod, it seemed that he was going to kill people and kill his mouth, but he was pressed in place by Zhang Mochen.

"Shang is in charge, don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts calling the door, and listen to him!"

"Shang Hu gave me two million gold first, and the rest of the money will be made up after the matter is completed, this is an IOU written by Shang Hu himself, and the seniors have seen it!"

Qian Tao knelt all the way to the bottom of the steps, took out a folded piece of yellow paper from his chest and respectfully presented it with both hands.

Zhang Mochen didn't bother to look at it and handed it directly to He Da, who opened the yellow paper, and his face became more and more blue.

"The old man still has one more thing, you can leave after you finish answering!" Zhang Mochen said indifferently.

"Seniors just ask, if there is half a falsehood, it will be hit by five thunders!" Qian Tao hurriedly replied.

"As a separate family steward, how much do you worship each year?" asked Zhang Mochen.

"It depends on the merits of the year, but it is no less than 200,000 gold, and no more than 300,000 gold. Qian Tao replied truthfully.

Zhang Mochen nodded, looking at Shang Hu with a dead face and smiling slightly.

"Steward Shang, if you don't eat or drink three million gold, you have to praise it for ten years!"

The family has its own family law, and the clan has its own rules, so why should you kill people yourself? If you don't get it right, it will cause some unnecessary misunderstandings, Zhang Mochen is like peeling an onion to tear apart Shang Hu's disguise layer by layer, and what awaits the latter will be the anger and punishment of the main family.

"Shang Hu, you bastard!"

He Dayi grabbed Shang Hu's collar, his eyes were like copper bells, and he was furious, laughing at himself for this hypocrite

Plead.

"He Da, let it go, the seniors have already collected the evidence for you, and the master will deal with it, don't mess up!" Hua Qiao hurriedly grabbed He Da and persuaded him sharply.

People can't die on the ground, the terrible thing is to spurn people after death for 10,000 years, Shang Hu looked at Zhang Mochen viciously but didn't dare to move, his mind was burning, he was disheartened, and gradually accepted the fate of sorrow, if he could turn back time, he would definitely treat He Da as an ancestor, but unfortunately, there is no regret medicine in this world, and planting evil causes will get evil results.

After Zhang Mochen nodded and agreed, Qian Tao left with Qian Lang and his clansmen who only had half a life left, and left with their tails between their legs, and did not look back for fear that the former would change his mind.

The gate of the Shang family has also become empty because of the departure of the Shang family, although they are intriguing with each other, they do not have a bottom line like Shang Hu, and they use foreign swords to kill their own people, how can people do such an extremely bad thing? Some people who were originally close to Shang Hu also sneered at them.

The protagonist exited, and the audience could only leave in a huff even if they were not interested.

The end of the song is not dispersed, in the next period of time, the streets and alleys of Qingshan Town, after tea and dinner, there are heated discussions, some people say that the mysterious rickety old man is He Da's father, and some people say that he Da spent a lot of money to invite helpers, of course, most people agree with the master-apprentice relationship between the two, and the rickety old man must have said on the spot that He Da is his apprentice.

The gate of Qian's house has been closed, all visitors are not allowed, and everything inside the door is unknown.

Although Shang Hu is still there, the sky of Qingshan's separation has changed, and those core characters consciously or unconsciously regard He Da as the backbone, He Da doesn't care about this, and still lives a small life as his hunting captain, but his relationship with Hua Qiao finally pierced the layer of window paper.

Zhang Mochen continued to play the role of an old man, but he no longer lived in that remote old house, and lived in the Qingshan branch under Qi Lao's 'stiffness'.

Enjoy the hospitality, Zhang Mochen did not eat and drink in vain, a matter of heart on the alchemy, the medicinal materials are provided by the Chamber of Commerce, and the finished pills are also handled by the Chamber of Commerce itself, Zhang Mochen does not take a penny, in just a few months, the flow of people in Qingshan Town has increased three times compared with the past, and the merits of the Qingshan Branch have risen in a straight line in all the branches, which makes Qi Lao and Hua Qiao smile all day long, I heard that the former suffered from facial paralysis because he laughed for too long, but fortunately, he was cured by a few silver needles.

The moon stars were scarce, there was silence outside the window, Zhang Mochen slowly opened his eyes, and held a few small pills in the dragon tripod in his hand.

After this month, Zhang Mochen's alchemy attainments have improved by leaps and bounds, and it is effortless to refine a low-grade pill like the Qi and Blood Pill, but he doesn't have the ability to refine a second-grade pill.

Put a few Qi and Blood Pills on the table, there are still more than twenty of them, Zhang Mochen extinguished the flame and put the dragon ding back in the Qiankun bag, slowly got up and pushed the window wider.

The fragrance of spring, the coolness of the night, and the residual warmth of the elixir in the room have not yet dissipated, blending into a refreshing taste.

The tip of his nose twitched slightly, Zhang Mochen looked up, the full moon was hanging high, and the silver light was scattered.

So far, plus the time he spent in a coma in the forest, Zhang Mochen has been in the Heavenly Domain for half a year, and during this time, he has been consciously investigating Zhang Tianfeng's whereabouts, but he has found nothing in the haystack.

"Father, where the hell are you!"

The full moon aggravated his thoughts, and Zhang Mochen sighed lightly at the night sky with moisture in his eyes.

In Qingshan Town's opinion, there will be no clues, and after a long time, Zhang Mochen turned around and walked to the bookcase, and the pen fell into the book - 'Goodbye to fate!' (https:)

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